Rock nodded along with Fluff's correction, and his explanation of how he'd become a Stargoon to begin with. Somehow Rock was surprised that Fluff had apparently been a baseball player prior to being an intergalactic pirate. He was glad he could still FEEL surprise, if he were being honest. He had just essentially caught fire and had his clothes changed around him, and come out the other side as the leader of the Stargoons. And the Stargoons were apparently created and run by a...demon ghost? That sounded ominous. Then again, he'd been working for the mafia for years, so it couldn't get much worse.
The LEADER. Of the damn STARGOONS. He'd literally drunkenly stumbled into the greatest opportunity of his damn life.
"So we need to gather other like-minded people who can survive this sort of process. Sound a lot easier than I bet it is."
He nodded in agreement with Kuroma.
"I doubt the others would be here on Shikk, it's true. It's extremely unlikely that the three of us would have come together the way we did. I don't know how you two ended up here, but Shikk was never my retirement plan, so...well, let's say this whole thing has me reconsidering the idea of fate and free will."
He looked at the cigarette smouldering on the ground. Maybe he should quit. Maybe tomorrow.
"Blue," Rock said, "Where were the original Stargoons from? I know you said my predecessor was a Makyan. Any others from Earth? Kanassa? I don't know about you two but I realllly would rather avoid Vegeta for now if we can. I...don't have the best fondness for the Saiyan Empire."
“I love you both, already!” Fluff gushed, twirling into a pose, both arms raised into a V, balancing on one tiptoe, his other leg stretched far behind him. The two new Stargoons, all shiny in their proper colors and humming with power, made him want to run down some lowlife on a target list and blast in formation already. He settled down, eventually, but couldn’t help brimming with excitement. Like Captain Rock said, it was all too good to be true. Maybe Twobit really did watch over them, like he sometimes claimed he did, when things were going really well. And maybe the times things didn’t go so well, Twobit just forgot because he was such a busy guy.
He gave Kuroma a friendly jab on the shoulder, filing in next to him. “You’re just like the old Black Meteor already. I can be a brown Blue Stargoon, okay? It was just a cowinkydink that the last two Blue Stargoons were, in fact, blue,” He chided in a buddy-pal sorta way. “Besides, doing that is too try-hard.”
Nodding to Rock, he said, "The last two Blue Stargoons were from the Brench and some place called Tosber. The one you replaced, well, you know that. Snailsy, the old Black Stargoon, was recruited when the old Red found a derelict ship gettin towed in by some robots. I think Snailsy said he was from a place called Macada." Fluff shrugged. "We're all aliens, from different places. Me and you are the first Earthlings. But they take all kinds, and always have. We didn't have a Saiyan, at least not when I was around, but I don't think Twobit would care if we did."
“But let’s get to business.” He put a gloved hand to his chin, thinking. “Zoon would be a good start,” Fluff nodded firmly, ears bobbing. “And I agree with the Captain about Vegeta, but for different reasons. There’s better pirate pickings where the war is hotter. But not too hot, unless we get tripped up somewhere and have to work for free.” He shimmied a finger side to side at the thought. “We’re Stargoons, and we shouldn't fight unless we hear the boops into our bank accounts. I think we should go to Raiti-Zacro. There’s no better place better for pirates or mercenaries, and a lotta big shots like to show off there. We could get the latest news on the war, who’s hiring, who’s not, and see if there are any of those big shots worth recruiting.”
His big brown eyes looked up to Rock. "But it's the Captain's call, now."
Kuroma snapped his finger as Fluff spoke. One of the planets he mentioned caught Kuroma's attention. "That's it! Ray Tee! I knew I was forgetting one!" If there was anywhere that'd have ruffians and hooligans of the right sort, it'd be there. Lots of rumors had spread that they were the only planet in the new Mazoku Dominion that wasn't being watched like a hawk. Apparently their leader was okay with letting the criminals continue to be criminals, though some rumors said that that Xylo guy was just too chicken to try and force his ways on them. There was no way someone that scary looking could be a wimp, though; anyone with a shark fin on their head had to be completely evil!
"Y'know, a Saiyan could be a good idea if we can find a cool one. They can do that thing where they turn gold... Or maybe it was that they turn hairy? Hairy and Gold? Something like that. I never seen it myself, but they're supposed to be super strong when they do that."
With his suggestion out of the way, Kuroma thought it was best to start being quiet. As Fluff said, it was Rock's call on where they go next. Maybe he'd bring up some completely different planet from the ones that were suggested, or better yet, he'd reveal that he knew two other guys who would be perfect already! That'd make things a whole lot easier.
Rock nodded along with Fluff, and then with Kuroma. He'd been out of the game for a while, but even in his day Raiti-Zacro had been a hub for swindlers, scoundrels, and general scum. Even if they didn't find someone there, they might be able to pick up a few leads about some of the best of the best in the business. Sure, most criminals' reputations were vast exaggerations, but a strong rep doesn't come out of nowhere. A bastard has to be a real prick to make his name on Raiti-Zacro. Besides, if it meant taking them further from Vegeta he was all for it. If it were up to him, the Stargoons would never have a Saiyan member.
"Raiti-Zacro's our best bet. Plenty of candidates there, and plenty of rumors to follow. Hell, maybe even some work to be had, to start getting it out there that there are some new Stargoons in the galaxy."
He shook his head at Kuroma when he suggested a Saiyan might be a good idea.
"Saiyans are loose cannons. Besides, most of them are too loyal to the Empire. Conflicts of interest don't look good in this business. I'd sooner take on an Arcosian than a Saiyan."
Rock took a long look out over the sea of Shikk. He'd grown to like this planet, if only a little. The scenery was nice and nobody really fucked with him. But it was never his home. It was time to leave this planet - and the memories that he'd been trapped here with - behind.
"So Fluff, where's the Stargoon ship at? I have an old starfighter, but it's in pretty bad shape. Doubt I could get it up and running for more than a quick one-way jaunt without some real supplies and some time."
Fluff scratched his head with one ear. "There really isn't a Stargoon ship, not anymore, at least. Legend has it there used to be one, many hundreds of years ago, but uh, Twobit says he got cheated out of it in a interdimensional craps game." He spread his hands. "We've all used our own pods. I got one, but uhhhh, it's on its last legs. I'll prolly have to pay to get it repaired."
He jumped up on Kuroma's back, putting his arms around the big guy's shoulders. "Next we'll have to decide if we split up to recruit, or all go together. I wanna go to Raiti-Zacro next, too. If there isn't any good candidate there, at least we can find some ways to make muns. That's the big name of the game, we gotta be making good scratch or Twobit will get all naggy."
(Thread Exit, PL please! was very fun. Raiti next?)
Kuroma listened intently to Fluff as he explained their lack of a flagship. It was disappointing to learn, but understandable. It would have been nice to have a huge ship to ride in on though. One with a huge star spraypainted on, and even bigger cannons strapped to the sides. They could probably find a cool song to blare through the speaker system as they bore down on whatever schmuck they were paid to punch that day.
His eyes darted to the side as Fluff hopped on his back, a smile forming as the bunny boy spoke. He suggested they go to Raiti as a group, but a revelation dawned on the burly brute as they conversed. He frowned lightly, and looked off to the nearby town.
"So we're gonna have to take our own ships? I might have a problem, then... My ship blew to bits on the way in. How am I gonna follow you to-- !!!"
The Kabochan was suddenly interrupted by a massive gust of wind, blowing a slip of paper right into his open mouth! He choked on it, before spitting it out and catching it. The paper was slimy now, but still legible. He wiped it off a bit and squinted in an attempt to make out what the soggy slip said.
"Adam-Mitt One... Bus Pass to Ray Tee!"
Kuroma laughed, gripping the pass tightly. Looks like today was his lucky day!
"Hah! I feel bad for whoever this android named Adam is, but I think I'll be using his ticket!" With pep in his step, Kuroma darted off the beach, leaving Fluff behind on the sand. "I'll see you guys on Ray Tee! Bye!" (Exit! Takin PL.)
"Better to stick together for now. It'll help us get to know each other, and if anything goes sideways during recruiting we'll always have backup."
He watched as Fluff got real chummy real fast with Kuroma. He could have been weirded out by it, but instead he chose to take it as a good sign. The big Kabochan didn't seem to be bothered by it, and genuinely seemed to like the little fuzzball. Kuroma was a huge mercenary, but clearly not a bad guy and didn't seem to have a chip on his shoulder. Rock liked working with dudes who didn't have anything to prove, and Kuroma didn't seem to feel that way at all. And Fluff...well damn, he just seemed happy to have company.
"Raiti-Zacro it is. I'll meet you both there. I think it'll be good to be back in the cockpit."
He watched his new partners take off to their own means of transport, and then walked to the Stormchaser and hopped on. This was gonna be one hell of an adventure. ____________ Thread exit, PL please.